Chapter 777: Urgent situation (2/2)

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”You guys, I fight with you.”

Ling Tao was furious and his eyes were blood red, but several masters of blood smelting gates surrounded him, making it like a trapped beast. No matter how he broke through, it was difficult to break through the encirclement.

Xu Lang, who fell to the ground, covered his chest with one hand and stared fiercely at the cold, thin man who came slowly. The latter said scornfully, ”Say, what is the current state of your Lord of the Butchery Temple Wen Liang? about to die?”

”Pooh……”

Xu Lang exhaled blood, cold mocking, and said, ”You are so whimsical, we heard that the Lord of the Liang Dian is very good, but your Lord Hou Lie, is it about to die? Are you still unhappy? Do you want to run away? If you run slowly, you will always be buried in the ancient ancient fields, ha ha ha ha. ”

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But seeing Xu Lang's unyielding look, the man's eyes were surging and his face was blue.

His forehead was blue and bulging, and Shen sang, ”Hum, I'll make your mouths hard. I'll tell you how to see me when I meet. I want you all to die.”

Better to die than to live ...

Of course, just after the words fell, an unprecedented surging sword suddenly came out and rushed out to this side, everyone was shocked, and looked subconsciously, and saw that the jungle in the rear area was like a flood. The sword awns, densely packed, are like a sword river ...

A towering tree was crushed into slag, and vegetation was ground into powder.

what?

All the people on both sides changed their faces dramatically, and the blood-making gates all followed their pupils to shrink, and they haven't responded yet. The countless sharp sword air penetrated their bodies like a storm rain pear, and penetrated their vital points ...

”Hisse!”

The blood rain was dancing, and the red liquid splashed wantonly.

Along with a scream of screams, the masters of the Blood Refining Gates were successively pierced into a sieve by the mighty Jianyu Cave.

The world was shrouded in a black sword rain storm. The skinny man in front of Xu Lang was frightened, and blurted out his face, saying, ”One sword flying fairy ...”

”Oh!”

The voice didn't fall, and a beam of swords passed through his throat like a streamer. The latter's face stayed in place for a while, his eyes widened, his eyes cracked, and fountain-like blood spewed out. … ”Kneel down to the ground ~ ~ staring at the eyes without death.

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Suddenly, dozens of masters of blood-making gates died.

Shocked by Xu Lang, Ling Tao was immediately overjoyed and shouted, ”Don't you, Chuchen!”

”Buzz!”

A breeze of light wind fluttered, a familiar figure flashed from far to near under the envelop of sword air, and landed in front of Xu Lang and Ling Tao steadily.

”Master Chuchen, it's you!”

”It's great that you're fine.”

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Xu Lang and Ling Tao overjoyed, and quickly got up from the ground and greeted them.

Looking at the dumbfounded faces of the two, Chu Chen smiled slightly and nodded gently, ”Are you all right?”

For Xu Lang and Ling Tao, Chu Hen treats them as real brothers and friends.

At the time of the journey of searching for the ”Xuan Huang Xuan Huang Ling”, Shan Zhen, Xu Lang, Ling Tao, and others were born and died, and they made progress together. They are very worthy of making trust.

They shook their heads and Xu Lang asked, ”Master Chuhen, where have you been these days? We are all very worried about your safety ...”

The ancient city scuffled that day, and the battle between the Lianxuemen and Kun Liushan was dark.

The Alchemy Gate summoned a powerful death beast. Under the crisis, Chu Hen alone led away the death beast and created a retreat time for Kun Liushan.

After so many days, no one knows the situation of Chu Hen.

Seeing that he was all right now, he was more or less relieved.

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”I'll talk about it later.” Chu Hen raised his hand, and then asked, ”What happened to the others? Where are they really?”

Xu Lang and Ling Tao glanced at each other, the former fisted slightly, and Shen answered, ”The situation now is very urgent!”

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